A/N: Hola! Hey guys, here's the ACTUAL 3rd chapter.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Percy Jackson.

Kick back, open a Pepsi, and read until your brain oozes out of your ears! (Not really, that would be gross.)

Percy's P.O.V.

Annabeth's knife brushing over my Achilles heel was pretty scary, and it felt like someone was walking on my grave. But when she pushed on it? I completely lost control of my body functions. I'm lucky I didn't pee myself. You know how sometimes at school if you're really excited about something and you're freaking out, your friends will be like, "Whoa, spaz attack"? Well I had a real one. A real and genuine spaz attack, and let me tell you, I was none too excited. I thrashed around and any thought of maintaining Annabeth's air bubble was gone. My only thought was Must get away. Must stop pressure! In that moment, the thing I wanted most in the world was for Annabeth to be anywhere but there. That and a blue ham sandwich. I love those things. All salty and meaty and blue…. mmm. I have no idea why I was thinking about ham sandwiches right then, but by that time Annabeth had let go and I had swallowed quite a bit of water and I was faint and dizzy from the pressure on my weak spot. As I willed the currents to carry me towards shore, I blacked out. (Dun dun dunnn…)

I'm so sorry guys! This chapter is like, the shortest chapter in the history of the Percabeth universe! I just couldn't resist leaving you with kind of a cliffhanger ending. I'm so evil! Bwua ha ha ha ha ha ha! *clears throat* Um, yeah, so anyways… I'll update soon!